I got a message on Facebook from a friend.
A friend of her friend was searching for a Wonder Woman to show up at her daughter’s 7th birthday party.
The friend of the friend looking for WW was named Steffany.
I love Stephanies. Even if they spell their names weird.
And I love birthdays. And I love Wonder Woman. I was so in. Seven year-old apparently lurves Wonder Woman and is having a Wonder Woman cake. So imagine how surprised she will be when Wonder Woman shows up.
I’ve never done this before. But I guess I just ring the doorbell and inside will be a bunch of squealing 7 year-olds. Then I’ll talk a little about the cool bad guys I’ve been lassoing and how I’m from the Amazon, but that doesn’t mean I don’t shave my legs. (Ok, probably TMI for this group)
Anywho, terribly excited in a way that is sure to annoy most people around me for the rest of the week.
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That sounds like so much fun. You tell those girls what’s up. You’ll be the best WW ever…don’t forget black eyeliner is essential.
Can’t wait to hear how it goes!